Chapter 24
Elijah
The snow was piledhigh by the time Christmas morning arrived. I snuck downstairs early to set the rest of Dawn’s gifts under the brightly lit tree. We had decorated it the week after Thanksgiving. The white tree nearly touched the high vaulted ceilings. Lizzy loved looking at the multicolored lights; they kept her entertained for a few minutes at a time, sometimes up to anhour.
There was already a number of gifts under the tree for all three of us, and a few for the rest of the family and our close friends. Kelly, Kaleb and Lily would be over tomorrow to celebrate with us. Once Dawn was up, along with Lizzy, we would open our own gifts here at the house, spending our first holiday together as afamily.
Deciding it was late enough, I began to make us breakfast: blueberry pancakes, bacon, and eggs. I had the radio on low, listening to the music while Icooked.
Flipping the last few pancakes over, I sang along to a song, moving my body with therhythm.
I instantly knew when Dawn entered the kitchen. I could feel my skin tingle before she ever came up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and laying her face against my back. Her body was warm, and mineresponded.
Looking into her eyes, I could see so much happiness there, finally. It had taken longenough.
“Thank you, again, for last night,” I said before I kissed her warm lips. She replied, pushing into me and grabbing my shirt tightly, trying to pull me closer toher.
We had just gone to bed, making sure Lizzy was sound asleep. We left the door ajar, since she was now across the hall in her own bed, even though we had a baby monitor. I normally slept naked, but sharing the bed with someone who had been abused, I decided it would be best to not go completely bare. It wasn’t until just a few weeks ago that I started to sleep in my boxers and not in pjbottoms.
I was lying on the bed under the covers, propped up against the pillows and waiting for Dawn. She was taking longer than normal in the bathroom. I was just about to get up and go check on her when she came out, looking likesin.
She wore her long dark hair down but pinned back off her face as she slowly made her way out of the bathroom. Her eyes were downcast, looking up at me through her eyelashes. She wore a skimpy black baby doll nighty that pushed her breasts up, making them seem bigger than they normally were. I briefly wondered where she got it. Then my brain froze when it dawned on me what shewanted.
With flushed cheeks, both from arousal and embarrassment, she moved her hands down her own body, starting at her sides, down her hips, and along her creamythighs.
I was lost for words as I gawked at her. My mouth was wide open, along with my eyes. I couldn’t take them off her, not for a second. Nor could I form any coherentthoughts.
“Do I look okay?” Dawn asked all too sweetly as she tilted her head to the side. Oh, the little minx knew exactly what she was doing tome.
“Uh . . . yeah,” I managed to get out in a daze. Blinking, I swallowed.Loudly.
“Are you okay?” she asked with asmirk.
“Morethan.”
She slowly made her way to the bed, walking at a slow pace, allowing me to watch her. She deliberately crawled over me, one knee on each side of my legs, her arms supporting her as she leaned down and met my lips. She was gentle, pressing once, twice, a third time before lifting back a few inches. The look she gave me was filled withwant.
"Are you sure?” I half moaned, letting my hands finally grip her around her waist. I only had to press my hard cock up a few short inches and I would have been meeting herwarmth.
“Very,” she moaned, leaning down to give me another searing kiss, this time tempting me by licking my lips. Her hardened nipples brushed against mytorso.
“Tell me to stop and I will,” I said, giving her another chance to backdown.
“I need you,” she said breathlessly, pushing her warm center againstme.
Not able to fight the urge any longer, I moved my hand down to her ass, finding her sans underwear. I was a hot mess, knowing she’d planned this without giving away her nerves the entireday.
“Dawn,” I said before I traced my lips down her neck, sucking and marking her as mine. I loved seeing my marks on her. “If you play with fire, you may getburned.”
“Maybe I want to be burned,” she moaned, pressing down on my throbbingerection.
Deciding to not test my limits—or hers—I helped her lift her nighty over her head. Her breasts bounced as her hair fell over them, teasing me with theview.
She lifted her body so I could strip my boxers off in one swift move. Dawn set back down, her pussy right over my stiffness, rubbing her clit against me. I moved my hand to her wet pussy, stroking her, feeling the wetness that seeped out, coating my fingerseasily.
I took my fingers, one and then the other, and placed them in my mouth while she watched, sucking her sweetness off them. She moaned, grinding her pussy to my cock, and she was bringing me closer to the edge but I held fast, staving off my orgasm, knowing I could easily have one like this. I wanted to come insideher.
Dawn, who must have been reading my mind, lifted herself, took hold of my cock and slowly pushed down on me. I slid into her, inch by slow inch. I could feel her tight walls around me, squeezing me tightly. I nearly came on thespot.
